’ Ten minutes later I was wondering why I’d agreed to this. Amy was in a too-small bra that her large breasts easily poked through and wore an ele...en-inch pink strap-on. I would’ve asked why the dildo was pink, but I was too busy choking on a gag with my hands handcuffed behind my back. All I could manage in the way of conversation were pathetic grunts. ‘Now are you my dirty bitch?’ Amy asked. I grunted and nodded my head furiously. Amy then proceeded to turn me around and ram the dildo into. Eat me! I write the way I talk and that is like a machine gun when I really get going.I almost ran back to the neighborhood from the Port Authority because I wanted to get up into the tree house even if it was with my two sisters Alice and Arlene instead of with the guys because almost all of them were off shooting gooks and having a lot of fun while I only had girls to play with now. The fact that one was my adopted sister and the other one was my blood sister didn’t make any difference. I. ”“The only time a woman acts like that is when there’s a man involved,” Claire said.Wondering if the whole world was crazy, Jack said, “Go on in and talk to her.”“I will,” Claire said heading over to the house.Jack waited around watching the activity. The lack of seats around the tables meant that only half of the people could eat at one time. The boys and the oldest members of the commune ate first. Claire returned from the house without saying a word to Jack although she did gesture to him. After all the other business was taken care of, I gave my usual talk but also mentioned the two homeless men who were killed as well.“Some of you guys spend time on the streets. If you see anything suspicious say something. If not to the cops, then call me. I’ll get it handled without mentioning you.”After I made the mention I forgot all about it. On that morning after breakfast. I checked my phone messages. There was one from a man who did not leave a name.“You should have the cops check out a.